Soul Crushing Romane & Geschichten

My soul is being ripped to shreds, I feel like I am dying a most excruciating death. My vision blurs, my soul continues being stripped. There’s a sudden howl coming from somewhere, and then my world goes completely dark.

The sound seemed to emanate from the depths of their soul, carrying with it the echoes of past hurts and present struggles. As the scream reached its crescendo, it carried with it a sense of catharsis. It was a primal release, an exorcism of emotions that had festered for far too long. And with each subsequent wail, the burden grew lighter, as if the act of vocalizing their pain offered a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.

the spirit through "Mechanical-Duress." Elen established the Soul-Refinery on the outer rings of the First-Engine. It was a terrifying structure of "Hyper-Compressors" and "Centrifugal-Sieves" designed to strip away the light from the Quintessence, leaving behind only the "Heavy-Residue" of struggle. This was the "Soul-Oil." To produce it, the Guild-Masters had to "D******d" their most difficult memories—the hunger of the North, the fear of the Void, the heat of the forge—into the refining chambers. The oil was literally "Pressed" from the history of the Union.

I yelled subconsciously and trying to break out from the trap I think I'm in. Someone was kneading my butt from behind and I tried to find Cole or is that everyone looks like Cole? I breath hard, gasp as a gripping sensation flushes inside me. Unfortunately, everything is blurry, I feel weaker, subconsciously and so scared that I froze. Please... someone help me, I don't know what's happening to me. I can't think, horror wears me off and my heart keeps hammering. Everyone looks like a joker, they're scary and why?

Your soul… Mike… it screams my name. He growls, an animal sound, and buries his face in my neck. His rhythm accelerates, becomes more desperate, more chaotic. I feel the tension rising in me, an immense wave about to break. It's more than an orgasm approaching. It's a capitulation, a victory, a collapse of boundaries.

Payal was reading his sad face silently as some kid is sad after his toy. While switching the mood and topic she said, "I had no idea you can play this violin so perfectly and beautifully." "But it is worthless to play it, if it could not move ones heart" "how could you say this, Rakesh" ""When someone was more interested in smelling burning fish how can I say that one person was so deeply lost in my tune" Payal got numb after listening his claim, then she burst into laughs. "why made you laugh this way Payal"

After she had ran away from the pack, she didn’t expect to run so far into the territory of the Blood Moon pack. ‘It’s just my luck’ She frowned. What would she do if Blake agreed to the trade? She would have to return to her pack. She would have to continue being his doormat and he could continue being the arrogant, narcissist devil that she thought him to be. Alas, she had no other way out. Ruax had gotten a meeting arranged for that very evening. He was excited as a child, he could not wait to get his hands on that little stone. The hearthstone was usually acquired by huge packs as it would be used as a way to punish souls who did them wrong. They would trap the soul into the stone and it

We don’t like eating at the cafeteria since it gets very crowded and noisy. "I swear to God I’m gonna study hard this school year. I need to make up for my failing grades last year or else I feel like my mom’s gonna kick me out for real this time." I laughed at what Margaux said since I remember her saying that as well last school year. "I can’t believe you’re laughing at me, Calista, are you belittling me because you get good grades all the time? Get ready, I’m gonna kick you out of your number one spot." She joked and we laughed together.